It's down the Ammo Dump I got my SLJ and DJ Aladdin Droppin the fat Hit em it in the muthafuckin house All duck MC's get flat,
And it's me A rappin brother from L.A., the T Diss a brother, hate a brother, I still come With the fat tracks, fuck the pop I got a mind to diss a fool Wack rappers sellin out urge me to tools For no Pop suckers hookin for hits like hoes Prostitutes that can't shoot, yet you clock Dancesteps with the weak styles, but you cute Bitch, that shit's Let dance, and you other fools ease back The microphone in some twist in a clenched locked on ???? load of my hit list And make duck rappers Many talk shit, but step this way Cause I'm quick to beat down a weak Clock crazy from L.A. to the Boogie Down I play the map Got hoes locked like a bear trap Ice T Before hoes gee need two forms of I.D. Never fess, not the best, but I'm hard to Huh, the Ice break
the Ice break
Yo, let's see now tryin to diss me Say I out cause I rocked with the B.C. Y'all are bitches, straight wack Quick to talk shit, but always behind the I do whatever I do, punk hoe I rock a perm, you an afro I wear khakis, y'all wear silk Y'all drink forties, and I milk Cause my muthafuckin biz I never out, cause it's no sale, kid Hardcore to my heart from the start Whether done over or loud guitars I the dope hits Case you forgot, I invented this gangsta You step to me? New jack, walk Come back in five LP's, then we can just new, kid, you got a hit out In interviews you a lotta shit out You got paid, you made out You broke when your one jam played out Now searchin for that one more hit I ain't new to this, I got of gold I come original, then I break the Too many MC's hit, then They're fakes Hah, watch the Ice
the Ice break
Syndicate off 1993 On some old fly smooth All the out there down with us You what I'm sayin? We're rollin All the busters out that got some static to say We're this shit off physically this year Like says: Sucker duck down Muthafuckas takin no shit I'm swingin on busters, Diss me and on up
Now it's the of dawn And the mic is on All hoes are fuckin and the are damn strong Many MC's choke from the mic smoke who tried to get with me Lost in rhyme Or lost breath Try to step to the Ice sure death Cause ??it's then I begin?? than you ever the mic, go rap in your living room I love the quick on a nigga sometimes just to break ill Knuckle up, buster, fool, in his eye All hands, I no gun, yo punk, why? Cause if I my gun, you die No try I gotta cool out now, so I over-freeze Nut up and start murderin catchin bodies from state to state Throw on a ski and walk the streets late And do me up a whole crew The Geto Boys was trippin, but my mind's me too Cause me, and I meet you one day And bet your life it be a fun day I hope, nigga, it's not your you're around when the Ice breaks
When the Ice